When I coached baseball years ago, my first team was talented, enough so that we could win most games without playing our best. They also didnt always focus on the game while in the dugout. I remember one game after we lost on some bonehead play, one of the parents told the team – ‘You guys should be dominating these games, and instead you sit in here talking about Ru Paul! ‘ After some uncomfortable laughter, they focused in the rest of the way and won the league title.
So here is another team distracted by off-the-field issues and also split on communicating the issue to the 2 relevant players. I love how apparently Gil or Kaz is in the dugout talking about players sitting RIGHT NEXT TO THEM!!! In the words of Joe Paterno – ‘I cant hear a word you’re sayin.’ Maybe its just the bench players with them but theyre still on the team and supposedly in the bet.
And this bet will open up a can of worms too, if it turns out there’s money involved. Could be the team is down to Ken and Barry by seasons end. Even the King and his Court needed 4 players.
Wow, let’s briefly summarize the surprisingly abrupt conclusion of this plotline. Kaz does the only actual coaching by telling Barry to shut up once and for all, while Gil teaches us a lesson we all should know: when life is stressful and you just need to drink four bottles of rotgut wine to forget about your trainwreck of a career, get blotto at home!
Too bad we never got to see the trial (or maybe we did!)
As it turns out, we’ve only just begun to get to know Barry Bader, who (pending disciplinary action) will ply his scrappy skills at second this year. It turns out, Barry is more than just scrappy. He’s kind of mouthy and not in a good way. He’s mouthy in more of a douche like way. This is not going to serve him well when he has to start driving his father to industrial solvent sales calls in Central City. Those ruffians do not abide any lip from anybody, and they have a special fondness for punishing the pint-sized.
Great appearance by Kaz today. Way to keep it cool, big fellah.
If you came to read today’s strip expecting Barry Bader to already be catching crap about his dad’s DUI, you’ll be disappointed. (I know I was.) Guess that news hasn’t traveled as fast as the news of Kenzie Hanley’s jaw-breaking incident at the Winter Blast. All in good time, I’m sure.
We do at least get the beginnings of the Mouseketeer Roll Call with the returning Mike Granger playing Schroeder to pitcher Lalonde’s Charlie Brown. If this is the same Lalonde from last season, he’s a converted outfielder. There’s a Kaz sighting as a base ump, but that’s about the size of it. As a fan of baseball history I’ve been used to seeing “pint-sized” as an adjective describing 1950’s outfielder Ernie Oravetz; given that Master Bader is a second baseman, however, I expect there’ll be a José Altuve name drop somewhere along the line. Being an aggressive baserunner doesn’t necessarily make one a psycho, and telegraphing it to everyone within earshot isn’t really qualifying material either. No, I’d be on the lookout for more Piersallesque behavior before I slapped that tag on him.
I know we’ve already covered this, but Pete De Windt seems to be someone you would not want to mess around with. I don’t care how scrappy Barry Bader truly is, but give me Pete in a brawl behind Verne’s in Central City any day of the week.
Minus points: Why is panel three still even happening?
Knucklehead, that is an insult I haven’t heard in a long time… Congrats to the folks who sussed out that it would be Wake Forest. What the heck even is a Demon Deacon anyway?
Who cares about any of that, though? It’s back to basketball and Ken Brown is hurt and, and, is Kaz actually pulling off the puffy turtleneck and blazer look? No. No he is not.
Although we’re just two weeks into Welcome Back, Carter I think we’re four games into the season. billytheskink, please check me on this and I’ll edit accordingly:
Oakwood W, 41-30
@ Bastrop W, 14-7
@ Tilden ??? (still not sure if this was why Holly wished Mimi good luck)
@ Jefferson W, “big”
We can rag on Rubin for how he thinks reality show production and current pop culture works, but we can’t say the same about Whigham. The woman in P2 has the universal WTFITS hand gesture down cold.
Pure speculation on my part but I’m guessing what Holly’s “We’re getting better” leaves unsaid is “…so we don’t need to show you, Marty.” Before the love-starved, liquored up and lacquered down Moon tries to get more face time with Holly on and off-camera, he’ll hopefully soon realize Holly’s just playing him for free pub. The combined assault of Team Thorp’s cold shoulders and Marty’s takedowns on WBIG will send Holly and Tricky back to West Hollywood with their tails between their legs.
Holy crap look at those gigantic stairs outside the Milford High teachers lounge! You’d think Kaz, Mimi & co. would have the thighs of speed skaters climbing those bad boys.
Now it’s my understanding that Holly Dobbs left Milford during the second Johnson Administration and Mimi Clover didn’t show up until Jerry Ford was Whipping Inflation Now. How did Mimi develop hard feelings for Holly when their time in Milford didn’t overlap until this fall? Maybe it was all those times Gil called her “Holly” in that bed; good thing the headboard’s padded.
Like a rubbernecker passing a wreck on the highway, Mimi can’t look away from Welcome Back Carter no matter what she says. Here’s hoping Mimi’s rage, fueled by Holly’s crew painting Gil in a bad light, leads to a full-blown catfight at Homecoming. Think of the ratings!